Maya blinks dumbly "Cold? I don't feel-"
She stops speaking as she placed her own palm below her chin. It's typical to check the temperature placing their palm under one's chin in her country just like how others check the forehead instinctively.
She gasps stunned and mutters in a cluless tone "Why am I turning cold?"
A LOUD SOUND OF WIND HOWLING!
Before anyone could speak, both turns behind hearing a sudden sound of wind blowing. In no time the sounds increases with harsh wind storm around the Pavilion.
Xavier grabs Maya's hand hurriedly "Let's leave from here!".
Maya nods and runs with him towards her chamber. She couldn't help look back curiously while running with Xavier.
Something in her warns that this is not just a coincidence. Her mind already felt suspicious but she doesn't want to acknowledge it as she doesn't want to give certain someone that importance.